Sinking listlessly into a chair, she sat silent for some moments. Then, as if waking from a reverie, she spoke sharply.
"Do you think," she said, "that true love can exist between a woman and a man, if the woman feels more and more every day that she wants to hit the man over the head with a brick?"
(from Tangled Hearts, by Sir Pelham Wodehouse)
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